Alan Bradley Quotes

• Vaporized by the sun! Wasn’t that what the universe had in store for all of us? There would come a day when the sun exploded like a red balloon, and everyone on earth would be reduced in less than a camera flash to carbon.

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• Spare us the pout, there’s enough lip in the world without you adding to it.

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• It was quite wrong of me Had I heard what I thought I’d heard or were my ears playing hob with me It was more likely that the sun and the moon should suddenly dance a jolly jig in the heavens than that one of my sisters should apologize. It was simply unheard of.

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• Death by family silver, I thought, before I could turn off that part of my mind.

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• I was halfway up the stairs when the doorbell rang. “Dash it all!” I said. There was nothing I hated more than being interrupted when I was about to do something gratifying with chemicals.

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• Impertinent children ought to be given six coats of shellac and set up in public places as a warning to others.

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• Then when the fugitive word was least expecting it I would suddenly turn the full blaze of my attention back onto it catching the culprit in the beam of my mental torch before it could sneak off again into the darkness.

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• I had long ago discovered that when a word or formula refused to come to mind the best thing for it was to think of something else: tigers for instance or oatmeal.

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• How curious it was, that we humans had taken millions of year to crawl up out of the swamps and yet, within minutes of death, we were already tobogganing back down the slope.

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• I realized at once that a great actress can never be greater than when she’s starring in her own life.

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• I wanted to cry. I also wanted to go to my laboratory and prepare an enormous batch of nitrogen triiodide with which to blow up, in a spectacular mushroom cloud of purple vapor, the world and everyone in it.

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• Why not ” “For the same reason I don’t ask you yours.” How I adored this man! Here we were the two of us engaged in a mental game of chess in which both of us knew that one of us was cheating. At the risk of repetition, how I adored this man!

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• It’s not polite to ask ” he said with a slight smile. “One must never ask a policeman his secrets.

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• Was sorrow, in the end, a private thing? A closed container? Something that, like a bucket of water, could be borne only on a single pair of shoulders?

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• I was me, I was Flavia. And I loved myself, even if no one else did.

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• You never know what you’re getting into when you stick your nose in other people’s rubbish.

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• I reached out and touched his hands and they stilled at once. I had observed—although I did not often make use of the fact—that there were times when a touch could say things that words could not.

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• In short, we’ve voted you out of the family,’ Daffy said. ‘It was unanimous.

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• While you’ve been gadding about the countryside, we’ve held a meeting, and we’ve all of us decided that you must go.

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• I was learning that among friends, a smile can be better than a belly laugh.

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Alan Bradley (186)

Birth:	1938
Nationality:	Canadian
Profession:	Writer

About

Alan Bradley is a Canadian mystery writer known for his Flavia de Luce series, which began with the acclaimed The Sweetness at the Bottom of the Pie. Bradley learned to read at an early age, partly because he was a sickly child who spent a lot of time in bed. Bradley had been interested in writing his entire life. However, he began to take it more seriously in his early 30s after moving to Saskatoon. There, he joined several writing groups and began spending time with local writers.

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